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In the dim light of the youth hall, Troy waited, idly tapping on the table in front of him as he sat leisurely up against the soft leather back of his seat.

When he had volunteered to work the kitchen and some of the activities at the youth hall, he hadn't expected the work to be so strenuous, nor as intense. He had spent the majority of that day performing rigorous exercise and physical activities with some of the local children, and whilst they had enjoyed the venture, he found himself often gasping for breath. He wasn't unfit, especially for a pure-bred 20 year old Malamute, but exercise wasn't normally on his daily routine.

By now, the building was quiet. Just about everyone but himself had packed up to go home, and he was left the keys to lock up, on the express promise he was to open it up again tomorrow afternoon. That suited him just fine, of course-- it meant he could lay in bed until noon. For now, however, he lingered, catching his breath and dreading the cold wind outside. He'd say just a little longer, he guessed, before he might get up to leave.

From the side door that lead into the indoor gym, he had a scuffle, the sound of feet against the ground. He felt a chill run up his spine and his heartbeat quickened, fearing the worst. Was it a ghost? Some sort of supernatural activity? Just as he was about to stand, the source of the noise came into view, and he blew a sigh of relief.

It was only Etis, one of the younger cubs who regularly came to the club after school. Now that Troy thought about it, he couldn't remember a time when the boy didn't attend. He had a lot of friends there, and though he sometimes had to deal with some unsavoury sorts such as a rather rowdy and irritable black-furred canine, Troy always saw Etis acting like a gentleman. In a sea of delinquents, he looked like a saint.

"What're you still doing here?" Troy called over and watched as Etis turned towards him, crossing the room to join him over by the small leather-clad booth.

"I was comfy." Etis shrugged, and Troy narrowed his eyes.

"...In the gym?" The man quizzed, and Etis nodded pleasantly. With a shrug, Troy looked back down at his hands and sighed tiredly. The young fox, with pristine fur and searching blue eyes, glanced over at him with a troubled expression crossing his face.

"Are you okay?" The 12 year old asked and Troy shot him a rather lax smile. Etis was always so kind. At least, that's what Troy thought of him: were the boy even close to of-age, Troy might have been more than a little interested in him beyond the scope of friendship. In truth, he still was, but Troy knew better.

"Of course. Just a little tired, that's all." Troy offered him an encouraging smile and he was happy to see the boy smiling back. The atmosphere was lax, the cold from outside keeping well away from the cosy little interior. Troy even felt a little warm with his jacket slung over his shoulders.

"So...heading home, then?" The Malamute asked, and Etis shrugged, tucking his hands under his supple, thick legs. Troy took a moment to look him up and down, soaking in his figure, his slim-fitting hoodie and long jeans.

"Yeah. Soon, I guess." Etis cast his gaze down and Troy tilted his head, wondering why he was hesitant. As if he read his mind, Etis glanced up and shot the man an awkward grin.

"Just gets a bit lonely," He quipped. "No siblings, parents are usually out..."

"Oh, I see," Troy nodded solemnly. "Well, you can stay here for a while, if you want. I'll keep you company for a little bit."

"Thanks." Etis looked genuinely grateful, and Troy felt his heart soar a little bit. The fox shuffled along in his seat and the Malamute soon felt the boy cosying up against his cosy, sighing through his nose. Troy resisted the urge to put an arm around him or cuddle him. He feared for the reprocussions of it all.

Instead, however, he felt a hand touching his leg, the warm of small digits against his jeans. He glanced down to see Etis' hand against him, stroking up and down his leg and occasionally dancing towards his inner thigh. Troy sucked in a deep breath and tensed, wondering what the boy was planning.

"U-Uh, Etis...?" Troy began anxiously and watched as the fox turned his head to smile up at the canine, his lips curled into a seductive little grin, his eyes lidded over in a lustful stare. Troy felt his heart skip a beat. His fascination with the boy had always been more of a harmless curiosity more than anything else, but the way the boy was looking at him right now made his stomach churn and the blood pump to his loins. There was something about those eyes, a hidden glimmer of wisdom that just seemed to pull Troy in.

"I've known for a while," Etis spoke rather matter-of-factly as he returned his gaze back down to his own hand. "You're interest. Your attraction. Your lust."

Troy hadn't expected the boy to know about such things, yet cubs were learning about sex younger and younger these days. He shouldn't have been surprised, yet he found himself speechless regardless. His muscles tensed again as Etis' hand moved around towards his inner thigh, mere inches from his clothed crotch. He felt those delicate fingertips grazing along his leg, teasing him.

"I would be lying if I said I wasn't interested too," Etis continued, shifting a little further forwards until his rump reached the edge of his seat. "I guess it's a good thing it's just the two of us here, isn't it?"

Troy couldn't believe what he was hearing. Part of him wanted to say no, but the temptation was simply too great. He watched wordlessly as Etis slid from his seat and hoisted himself up onto the table, shuffling his way along until he was sitting on the edge opposite the adult canine. He spread his knees apart and planted his paws on the man's knees. Troy found himself staring down at the cub's package, the outline of sheath hidden beneath his clothes.

"Like what you see?" Etis asked quietly, barely above a whisper, as he reached his hands down to the hem of his hoodie. He suddenly pulled it up and over his head, exposing the fact that he wasn't wearing a T-Shirt underneath, revealing his bare chest and fluffy, pristine fur. Troy tentatively reached a hand out, trembling a little. When he grew too hesitant, Etis grasped his outstretched hand and pulled it onto his body, placing his own hand over Troy's larger one. The Malamute's digits sank against the warm, soft fur and he sighed, stroking the cub's skin and body.

Troy's face was a picture, his mouth hanging open, his eyes staring and almost vacant. He slowly shuffled forwards and groaned quietly as his fingers and thumb trailed across the boy's stomach and up his chest, catching the gentle nub of one of his nipples. Etis sighed through his nose a little, just briefly, before guiding the man's hand lower. Troy's gaze followed his own fingers as they slowly met with Etis' pants, touching directly against his crotch. There, Troy felt it; the warm pulsing of something hidden beneath, the firmness of an erection. He let out a shaky breath.

"Do you want to?" Etis asked quietly, and Troy gulped nervously, his mouth suddenly dry. He eagerly nodded and reached out his other hand, eagerly but clumsily popping tue button of the cub's jeans and pulling down the zipper. He tried to slow himself and take his time, despite his eagerness to see more. He parted the fabric and watched as Etis shuffled and hooked the jeans under his rump, freeing them for Troy to pull them down further. The Malamute did just that, trailing them past the cub's knees and along his ankles, tossing them off him completely and leaving him in just a pair of tight briefs.

Immediately, Troy pressed his hand to the bulge, and Etis let out a quiet groan, something befitting a 12 year old. Troy felt the aching hardness of a cock beneath his touch and he licked his lips, eager to see it. He hooked his middle and index finger into the waistband of those undies and tugged down the front, watching with delight as the fox's knotted little cock bobbed into view. He wasn't that big, 4 inches at most, but the mere sight of it alone was enough to make Troy's mouth water.

He tucked the waistband under Etis' small balls and reached his hand back up, pressing his fingers against the knot. Immediately, Etis tensed and let out a quiet gasp. Troy felt the boy's toes curling against his knees, assuring him he was doing a good job.

"You not going to undress?" Etis asked with a shaky chuckle, his cheeks flushed. Troy leant back and realised that it did look a little one-sided. With that, he slipped off his jacket and yanked his shirt over his head, revealing his simple, athletic chest and boyish frame. Toys felt Etis' gaze on him as the Malamute lowered his hands towards his crotch, undoing his jeans and hoisting himself up to slip them past his hips. His heart was hammering in his chest, his eyes wild. He glanced towards the entrance to the youth hall a number of times, but he was sure that no-one would see them. They didn't even have cameras in this place.

With his jeans around his ankles, Troy was about to slip down his tenting boxers when he paused, watching as Etis trailed his left paw up the man's leg, across his fur. Troy quivered under the touch and watched Etis' foot slide down towards his grey-furred inner thigh. He exhaled harshly through his nose when the four-toed paw eventually met with his tenting erection, and a groan escaped his lips from the sensation. The warmth of his paw, the dexterity of his toes and their delicate little wiggles...it was all too much.

Etis trailed his paw up, slowly but surely, until his pads met with the tip of the man's tapered end, his canine cock. The fabric was the only thing between them, but Etis didn't make any effort to remove them, and Troy watched with bated breath as the cub curled his toes around the tip, pushing the thin end between his toes, down into the crease between his toepads and pawpad. The sheer warmth of it coaxed a bead of pre-cum from Troy's cock and he couldn't resist rolling his hips up, thrusting against that attentive paw.

Unable to take anymore, Troy reached down to grasp the waistband of his boxers, sliding them past and over his member completely, exposing himself. With the pair of them in the nude, they took a moment to soak in the sight of each other and their naked bodies. Unlike Etis, Troy was well hung, with a 7 inch member, its girth thick and pulsing, its knot fat and bulbous. A thin line of pre-cum trickled down the underside, meeting with his sheath and moving down his balls. Etis licked his lips at the sight of it and brought his paw to attention once more.

He started slow, at first, making Troy squirm with the sensations. For the Malamute, it was some form of sexual torture, but not in the way he would have normally thought about it. He was eager, almost too much, but he knew he should take his time. The way his cock pulsed and ached warned him he wasn't even going to last that long. He watched and groaned as Etis used both of his paws, curling his toes around the length of the cock and sandwiching it between his toepads and pawpads, before sliding his feet down and curling them over and around the canine's knot. Each stroke and touch made Troy tremble, each gentle squeeze and curl of those toes making him groan in pleasure. To be touched this like by another, especially one he'd been so keenly interested in from a forbidden perspective, was unbearable. He could already feel a warm pressure in his loins, making his hands curl into fists.

"You like that?" Etis asked quietly, watching Troy pant and huff as his dragged his paws back up, coaxing a hefty dollop of pre-cum from the end of the cock. Etis coiled one of his paws around and dragged it up the underside of the member, scooping the pre-cum directly onto his pawpad. He curled his toes around the tapered end, his paw standing vertical, parallel to Troy's member. He splayed his two inner toes apart and wedged the tip of Troy's cock between them, the pre-cum aiding his descent as he slid down, if only a little. His toes curled and matched every contour of the sensitive flesh, every bump. Troy hissed through his teeth and instinctively pumped his hips up, effectively thrusting into the cub's paw.

"You're too good at this." Troy muttered darkly, his tone husky, his breathing heavy. Beneath his grey and white fur sat a flushed face, his eyes lidded in a sensual gaze. Another moan escaped his lips as he felt the cub let go of his tip, sliding his paw back down. He shuffled forwards on the desk and Troy watched as the cub placed his paws vertically, either side of the throbbing canine cock. The boy curled his toes around and sandwiched the member between the entirety of his digitrade feet, from his pads all the way to his ankles. He had a surprising amount of dexterity in his paws, and it showed. Slowly, Etis began on some sensual strokes, his paws sliding up and down. The pre-cum that readily oozed from the tip of Troy's cock made Etis' movements all the more easier.

Soon enough, the air was filled with the wet, sticky sounds of their lewd activities, of the way the cub's paws wildly stroked up and down Troy's member, coaxing him further and further towards his orgasm. The Malamute resisted the urge to thrust and buck, rolled his head back and just enjoying the pleasure and feel of those paws against his cock, the warmth of them along the tip of his member, down the thick girth of his length, the fur grazing his knot. The pressure grew tighter and tighter, but it made his pleasure all the more intense. His moans grew more fervent, his breath coming out in hot, heavy pants.

"I'm gonna...!" He didn't even have time to warn the boy before he passed the point of no return, the pressure loosening in his loins. A shaky moan escaped his mouth and his muscles relaxed in an instant. His cock throbbed and Etis brought his paws to the tip as Troy's cock pulsed and spurted thick, gooey ropes of cum. They spurted right up against Etis' paws, the gooey strings trickling down his pawpads and on his fur. Troy's orgasm was the hardest he'd even done in his entire life, each thick spurt as intense as the last, each one splattering up into the cub's paws. Strings of seed clung between his toes and dribbled down the fur on his feet, dripping onto the seat.

"Wow. Pent up?" Etis remarked with a teasing little giggle, and Troy straightened his head back up. He stared, wide-eyed, at the cub's overly sticky paws and the seed that clung to them, before he felt the colour rising to his cheeks.

"S...Sorry." He awkwardly apologised and Etis simply shook his head. He dragged his paws back down and deliberately smeared the canine's cock with his own cum. It was mildly kinky, and enough to make Troy's skin tingle with desire again already. Is this what it felt like to be infatuated?

Slowly, Troy moved forwards. He watched as Etis' face twisted into one of confusion, but his puzzled expression quickly grew into an interested one when Troy's hands met with the boy's hips, caressing his fur.

"Wouldn't be fair if I didn't reciprocate, would it?" The man explained vaguely, and Etis slowly nodded, a wicked grin spreading across his face. Slowly, the boy relaxed himself and leant back, resting his back down against the table, spreading his legs apart. Troy slowly got to his feet and leant over the boy, looking up and down his body before lowering his head.

His lips met with the fox's neck, kissing along his fur and down towards his collarbone. The cub quivered and groaned his approval, his hands moving up to snake along the man's back as Troy moved his head lower, kissing along the cub's body. He met with his chest and found one of the nipples hiding beneath, giving it a gentle kiss and a playful nibble. He felt Etis tense when he nibbled him and a nervous giggle escaped the boy's mouth, his fingers digging into the man's back. Troy took the hint and moved his head further down, nuzzling and kissing along the boy's fluffy belly until, finally, he met with his goal: the cock.

Troy hadn't given much head before, but he knew the basics. He grasped the member delicately in his hand, feeling its violent twitches and throbs, before he moved his head down to trail his tongue along the bulbous knot. Etis moaned in delight and Troy closed his eyes, guiding himself on the cub's noises and his tongue alone. He trailed his fleshy appendage up, coiling along the underside of the cock and over his hand until his tongue met with the tip of the fox's little member. He whirled his tongue around the end and felt the boy tremble under his assault, before pushing his mouth down, sinking the cock deep into his maw against his tongue.

Etis let out another breathy groan and Troy felt his stomach twist, his desire flaring up. He placed his hands around the boy's hips and gently massaged them with his large hands, using his mouth alone the pleasure the boy. He pushed himself down and felt the cock slide against his tongue, grazing briefly with the back of his throat. He could feel each throb, each tense of the boy's muscles and hear his quivering groans of passion. All of it was just more encouragement to see the boy's orgasm come to fruition, and with that he continued. He slurped and suckled his tongue, rolling it around every inch of the boy's member, lashing his tongue out of his mouth to flick and dance around the cub's knot, before shooting back inside again. With each slathering movement, Etis tensed, his cock stiffening.

"D-Don't stop." Etis half-demanded, half-begged for Troy to keep going. Luckily for him, the Malamute had no plans of stopping. Instead, he sped up, bobbing his head faster and faster, suckling sweetly with his tongue coiled around, slathered in spittle. Every other bob was met with a little gasping pant, and Troy knew the boy was steadily getting close.

As he bobbed, he heard the cub's groans growing steadily more and more intense. He felt the boy's heels pressing against his back, pushing him against him, desiring more. Troy bowed his head and did his best to pleasure the boy, lapping at the underside of his cock, over and over. The cub's cock began ti wildly stiffen and tense, and his moans began to reach their peek.

In an instant, the young cub climaxed. His cock throbbed and twitched, arcing tiny strings of cum against the back of Troy's throat. The Malamute gulped down the salty taste, closing his eyes and milking the member with his tongue, keeping his teeth out of the way. Etis sighed pleasant and relaxed against the table, his breathing heavy. Troy's hands gently stroked and caressed the cub for a little longer as he helped him ride out the rest of his orgasm, before he slowly pulled his mouth off of the member. Etis raised his head to stare into the man's eyes.

"Wow." Etis muttered, a grin spreading across his face. Troy smirked in amusement as dipped his head, kissing along the length of the fox's half-hard cock until his lips met with his tongue balls. He nuzzled them around with his wet tongue and dipped lower, reaching his hands back. To Etis' surprise, Troy grasped his legs and hoisted them up, spreading the cub a little more.

To Etis' surprise, Troy's mouth met with somewhere altogether more intimate than before. His tongue probed and slathered lower down then Etis' taint, pressing instead at the sensitive flesh of his pink button, his hidden entrance. As Troy's tongue lapped and licked, he could feel the fox's quivering pucker spasming and clenching under his assault. It felt warm and tight. Troy was eager to do more than just lick it, but he knew he would have to be patient. The cub needed to be warmed up first, after all.

He pushed his mouth deeper and his tongue pressed dangerously against the entrance, threatening to probe and push into the boy's behind. Etis sighed in pleasure and Troy with the boy's hands stroking against his head, against his fur. He knew the fox was enjoying himself. In truth, so was Troy: his member was already erect again, twitching in the air, coated in half-dry cum.

Soon, Etis' ass began to loosen, just a little. It was enough for Troy to push his tongue in, to slide it past the fox's quivering ring. From there, he met the cub's sensitive, warm insides. He felt Etis clenching down around his tongue and Troy quietly groaned, slurping and suckling.

"That feels good..." Etis mumbled quietly, looking down at Troy's head between his legs, his half-hard member gently twitching against his stomach.

Sadly, Troy didn't keep going for long. Eventually, he pulled his head back, and stared over at Etis' weak grin. Troy slowly rose and made his interest well known, his knotted erection hanging in the air, between his legs.

"Do it." Etis knew instantly what Troy was wanting, and he agreed to it. He tucked his hands under his knees, hoisting his legs up and showing off his tight little pucker. Troy's eyes glanced towards the fox's cum-coated paws, before down towards his legs. He reached down to grasp the base of his member and angled it, positioning it until the tapered end of his cock prodded and probed the cub's entrance. With a push of his hips, he slipped his cock inside.

He heard Etis let out a quiet, pleasured groan and Troy reached his hands out, planting them either side of the boy's body. He felt the cub's ankles pressing against his hips, encouraging him to push himself deeper. Troy needed little to no encouragement as he pushed his hips forwards, sliding his thick cock deeper and deeper. He was worried he might be hurting the boy, but instead, Etis was letting out quiet, gasping moans, arching his back and putting on a good show.

"God..." Troy muttered quietly, sliding his hips a little deeper. He could feel the warmth of the cub's insides clamping around every inch of his cock, milking his length. The man groaned in pleasure and bowed his head a little, closing his eyes and relishing the sensations.

Soon enough, Troy's hips met with the cub's behind, his knot squishing dangerously against his entrance. Each thrust made him groan with passion, each buck of his hips making the cub beneath him whine and pant for more. It was clear that this wasn't just for Troy's benefit: if anything, it sounded like Etis was enjoying this almost as much, if not more so.

Troy raised his head and closed his eyes, his hips bucking back and forth, the air filling with the humid heat of their sex and the sounds of their love-making. Troy began to feel something against his rump, a coiling around his body that made him momentarily pause and slow. He opened his eyes and frowned, glancing down to the boy beneath him. His jaw hung open at the sight.

The cub was more or less the same, but markings had begun to sprout all over his body, from around his eyes and his forehead, to his chest, arms, hips and beyond. Each one glowed a faint blue, a sparkling azure that was warm to look at. As the cub opened his mouth, Troy stared wide-eyed at his tongue, which was glowing the same peculiar shade. Even his cock, normally a rather simple-set azure, bore the same glow.

"What the fuck...?" Troy murmured, and he turned his attention to the touching along his back, his eyes bulging at the sight of tails caressing and stroking his body. It wasn't just one, either, but 9 in total, each taking a different angle. Troy couldn't believe what he was seeing, but a hand on his chin turned his attention back towards the boy. Etis bore a lidded expression, a smile playing upon his lips, one that Troy had seen before, back when they first started.

"Keep going." The cub whispered, and Troy hesitated, before slowly nodding. He didn't know what to think, but part of him didn't want to question it. He feared for what answers he might get in response. Still, that smiling face and laboured breath coaxed him forwards. He pushed his hips forward again with renewed vigour, and the fox cub, or whatever he was, snaked his arms around the canine's neck, pulling him in.

Everything felt strangely heightened. Each thrust, send shivers of pleasure up his spine and he arched his back. His skin felt hot and prickled against the cub's touch, his tail wagged to and fro. He bowed his head and trailed a line of kisses up the fox's neck and Etis angled his head to accept them, running his fingers through Troy's fur.

The canine's thrusts grew harder and faster, and ultimately more laboured, but each one was filled with unbridled passion. Pre-cum oozed from the end of his member, slicking up his thrusts until each buck of his hips was accompanied by a wet, sticky slap. His balls swayed back and forth, gently pressing against the boy's behind. In that moment, age nor morals mattered. There was only the feeling and presence of each other.

"I'm almost there..." Troy panted out, angling his head down. He felt the fox raising his chest up, meeting his forehead with the canine's own. Troy felt the boy's rapid pants against his lips, smelt his sweet breath mixed with the lingering scent of sweat and sex.

"Please," The boy let out a restrained groan amidst his speech. "Tie with me."

The words, so carnal and vulgar, were all the encouragement Troy needed. He pulled his hips back and began to thrust with as much force as he could muster, his muscles aching for rest, his body tense, clad in sweat. His knot pressed against the cub's tight hole and the fox's tails curled and pulled him in closer, swaying over his body. Troy thrust forwards a few more times until he eventually felt the muscles loosen. In that instant, the ring stretched to welcome his knot, and he slipped into boy with a satisfying groan.

All at once, the cub's innards clamped down around his knot, but Troy wasn't quite there. With a few more thrusts, his knot was tugged by the cub's behind and his own vicious bucks, and that was enough to tip him over the edge. He leant his head down and groaned out a shaky exhale, his knot swelling and his body trembling. He climaxed, thick ropes of cum jetting from the end of his cock and splattering the boy's most intimate insides. The cub sighed and cradled the boy of Troy's neck, the two of them panting tiredly. Troy's balls emptied themselves into the fox, over and over.

Like with all things, his orgasm came to an end, but in the meantime, he rested with the boy, curled up atop of him and propping himself up with his elbows. Troy had never experienced anything more exquisite than what he felt in that moment. The feeling of the boy's arms around him, of his clenching muscles, his quiet, tired breaths. It was a situation Troy had only thought of before, a fleeting lustful thought he'd never wanted to capitalise on. Yet, here we was.

"Never took you for a passionate lover." The fox boy remarked, and Troy slowly leant himself up, staring down at Etis' face. His markings were still present, but their glow had faded, leaving them looking nothing but coloured tattoos. Just as Troy was about to speak, Etis reached a hand up, pressing it to the Malamute's lips.

"Another time. Let's just enjoy the moment." Etis offered a sly grin, and Troy couldn't help but grin back. He lowered his head and dragged his muzzle across the fox's cheek affectionately. The boy suggested he enjoy the moment, and he was going to do just that.